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Hunter-'verse. A park in Helena, Montana. Down time

Mary ducked as the ball whizzed past her ear, then went after it and returned the favor by trying to take her Uncle Sam's head off with it. It was returned with similar velocity, though kinder aim, whereupon she fired it in her other uncle's direction, hoping to catch him off guard since they'd been ignoring him for a few minutes.
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[identity profile] hunterbyblood.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
"White rice and brown rice." Dean states. "And yeah they do."

[identity profile] random-others.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Let's have that one. The stuff with egg in it's kinda gross sometimes."

[identity profile] hunterbyblood.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 07:00 am (UTC)(link)
Dean gives a slight chuckle. "Alright. That one we'll have then."

[identity profile] random-others.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
Mary grins, then starts and gives Sam a funny look as his stomach growls.

[identity profile] hunterbyblood.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm thinking we're all ready to order."

[identity profile] random-others.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah." She grins at him, then folds her arms on the table and lays her head on them.

[identity profile] hunterbyblood.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
Dean orders their food and drinks when the hostess comes back around.

[identity profile] random-others.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
Once the orders been given and the hostess is gone Mary leans against Dean instead of the table. He can feel her shaking a little from the extra adrenalin in her system. "So what were you reading, anyway?"

[identity profile] hunterbyblood.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 07:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Just a demonology book." Dean states wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

[identity profile] random-others.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh." She closes her eyes for a moment, then grimaces and rubs her back as the sting there starts to itch and hurt.

[identity profile] hunterbyblood.livejournal.com 2006-12-05 07:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't rub. It'll make it worse."
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